My Informative Cultivation Life-Chapter 548 - 283: 105 Red Dust Immortals Behind Him_3

The old ancestor of the Nine Nether Sect was terrified and wanted to escape.

But Yang Ji once again shook the tower, dealing him another fierce attack.

The Nine Nether Sect old ancestor screamed in agony as blood gushed from all his orifices.

Under such a powerful imprisonment and suppression, the old ancestor of the Nine Nether Sect was nearly crushed and heavily injured.

"Not good, stop him quickly," said the other old ancestors of the Demon Sects, who were both shocked and furious upon seeing Yang Ji severely injure the Nine Nether Sect old ancestor in a blink of an eye, and they all rushed over to rescue.

"Hmph!" Yang Ji snorted coldly and executed the Clone Technique. In an instant, three identical figures emerged from his body and faced off against several Demon Sect old ancestors.

Although the clones were outmatched, they managed to hold them off for a while.

Yang Ji turned around, his cold gaze focusing on the Nine Nether Sect old ancestor, who by now was terrified to his very soul, knowing that the young man before him could completely suppress and kill him with the ancient tower above his head.

"Damn, he actually possesses such a powerful artifact; we can’t let him suppress the Nine Nether," the old ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect growled lowly, but he was firmly blocked by a clone, unable to break free.

Yang Ji didn’t look at them, using both imprisonment and iron fists to attack relentlessly.

Under the assault, relentless as a tempest, the Nine Nether Sect old ancestor kept being beaten into a mist of blood, his body and Primordial Spirit continuously took heavy damage, his life’s origin slowly draining away.

In such a state, the Nine Nether Sect old ancestor simply couldn’t continue to fight. If this continued, he would sustain great damage to his vital energy, a loss far outweighing any gain.

He cursed Yang Ji in his heart, annoyed that he was solely targeted for the kill.

At this moment, he just wanted to slip away and let the other Demon Sect old ancestors share some of the firepower.

But how could Yang Ji allow that to happen?

The Time Tower vibrated continuously, and iron fists imbued with the power of Primordial Annihilation and the Death Seal kept bombarding.

The Nine Nether Sect old ancestor kept screaming, even the undying substance within him was damaged, and his body could barely recover. If this continued, his situation was dire.

Just then, Liu Xiaosheng made his move, pulling the blood mist of the Nine Nether Sect old ancestor over to him, finally giving him a chance to catch his breath.

Upon seeing Liu Xiaosheng step in, Yang Ji frowned slightly, but did not attack him; instead, he turned toward the other Demon Sect old ancestors.

His glance swept over the old ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Black Demon Sect, Demon God Sect, and the Netherworld Sect, one by one.

Any old ancestor who met Yang Ji’s gaze felt a slight tremor in their hearts and immediately avoided it.

"Who shall I kill next? Let’s go with you," Yang Ji said with a slight smile, locking onto the Black Demon Sect old ancestor and charging at him.

The Black Demon Sect old ancestor was his second target for suppression.

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Locked by Yang Ji, the old ancestor of the Black Demon Sect felt an immediate sense of danger within him.

But he sneered, wielding his Black Demon Spear and charging forward.

Yang Ji took consecutive steps, fearlessly and powerfully pouncing toward the Black Demon Sect old ancestor.

Simultaneously, the Time Tower trembled, readying the Time Imprisonment.

A pair of iron fists also rained down furiously.

The Black Demon Sect old ancestor’s face changed dramatically; with Yang Ji’s dual attack, how could he defend himself?

Wanting to turn the tide, taking the offensive to break the situation, he launched his attack.

He burst through the air, aggressively charging at Yang Ji, aiming to slay him outright.

As long as Yang Ji was cut down, all attacks would naturally dissipate like smoke.

Cling!

The Time Tower shook, and the old ancestor of the Black Demon Sect found his Black Demon Spear fixed in the void.

With another shake, the spear flew out of his hands, and the hand that gripped the Black Demon Spear was shattered, blood flying everywhere.

This shock to the Black Demon Sect old ancestor was no small affair, and he quickly retreated, staring at the ancient tower in Yang Ji’s hand, finally realizing that this artifact was extremely powerful, not something mundane at all.

Red Dust Immortal can imprison just by saying so, how can this be possible?

"That must be the Time-Space Elder’s artifact, comparable to the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Time Tower, famous alongside the Time-Space Tower! You all come back, True Immortal Transforming Armor, and let’s obliterate him in one fell swoop!" Liu Xiaosheng’s gaze turned icy, evidently recognizing the artifact. He suddenly raised his voice and commanded.

"Understood, following the master’s command!" The four Demon Sect old ancestors entangled with Yang Ji instantly flew back, transforming into Immortal Armor and covering Liu Xiaosheng.

Boom!

In an instant, an utterly terrifying aura that rivaled that of a Profound Immortal burst forth from Liu Xiaosheng’s body.

The powerful presence that radiated from his body was like World Extinguishing thunderbolts, spreading everywhere, tearing spacetime apart, creating thousands of black holes. The pulling force of these myriad black holes, like tendrils of a Demon God, caused Yang Ji’s Immortal Dao Principles to warp and twist.

Just the released aura alone was horrifying to this extent, truly awe-inspiring.

It was dozens of times more formidable than the True Immortal Transforming Armor of Shen Tuba.

After all, covering Liu Xiaosheng were five Demon Sect old ancestors, each one a True Immortal Peak powerhouse, none inferior to Shen Tuba.

And Liu Xiaosheng himself was a genius among geniuses, the Five Tribulations Dao Child, stunning all in the Lower Realm with his brilliance.

With him at the core, the True Immortal Transforming Armor unveiled the terrifying power of this secret technique fully.

Without a doubt, Liu Xiaosheng at this moment was able to stand his ground against a Profound Immortal.

Yang Ji, seeing this, his expression changed, but he showed no fear and instead let out a cold laugh: "Trying to outdo me with numbers? Come out, all of you, and have a chat with him!"

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Swish swish swish!

Suddenly, streaks of light flickered and one hundred and five Red Dust Immortals lined up behind Yang Ji, their fearsome aura billowing forth, intimidating the entire scene and freezing the air solid.

"What is this?" Liu Xiaosheng’s pupils contracted sharply, his eyelids twitching.

"This... Damn it!" Seeing this scene, the five great Demon Sect old ancestors trembled to their cores; the Immortal Armor they formed shook incessantly, their Dao Techniques scared stiff.